Amara's POV
Strong hands grabbed me in the darkness.
I tried to scream, but someone put a cloth over my mouth.
Everything smelled like chemicals.
My head started spinning. The world went fuzzy around the edges.
Then everything went black.
When I woke up, I was in a moving car.
My hands were tied behind my back. My mouth had tape over it.
Next to me, Elijah was also tied up. His eyes were open, staring at me.
I could see he was scared. I was scared too.
Through the car window, I watched the city lights fade away.
We were driving somewhere far from home. Somewhere dark and isolated.
After what felt like forever, the car stopped.
The men pulled us out roughly.
We were standing in front of a huge old mansion.
It looked abandoned and creepy. But something about it felt familiar.
Like I had been here before. Even though I knew I hadn't.
"Move," one of the men said, pushing me forward.
They dragged us up the front steps and through the door.
